Quatrain of Fleeing Spirit




Spirit - a human without a body


As I stood in the burial
ground staring at my grave
stone,

My life flashed before me
traveling through flesh and
bone.

I once walked this soil as
though the world belonged to
me,

The earth consumed my body
and what is left is trying to
flee.

Yorktown Disciple
2002

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